Peerless Emperor Summoning System

Pang Yun didn't want to fight, nor did he have the idea of ​​killing Ye Motian.

But it would be too embarrassing to just slip away like this.

He is a dignified guest of the country, the teacher of the second prince.

The status of the lion camel country is extremely high.

I have never lost such a big face!

No matter what, you have to pretend to be forced to go back!

Thinking of this, Pang Yun's breath released even more violently, and the surrounding wind was violent.

Ye Motian's clothes were also hummed.

Fuck, this old thing is simply a smog engine!

Don't be afraid of environmental troubles!

Ye Motian just thought of this, and suddenly he saw Xiao Qing also frantic.

The terrible breath was released.

Flying sand and rocks filled the air.

Ye Motian felt that he couldn't see anything.

The whole world is gray.

It's really scary for a woman to rush.

Ye Motian couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This is the breath clash between the warriors of the fairy martial realm. What if it is the confrontation of the martial arts of the gods, or a stronger warrior?

I feel shocked when I think about it.

Is it true that the so-called one-punch bombing the mountains and rivers and the one-foot stepping on the rivers in the novel is true?

I don't know if I can cultivate to that level.

"This old thing is just looking for death, but it's a pity that it has no intent to kill, and it's a kill for nothing.

I will not do such a loss. "

Ye Motian curled his lips and simply hid behind Xiang Yu.

This tall body is almost like a city wall.

I believe that even if the black storm is coming, there is nothing to do with him.

"This woman is so powerful, her aura won't lose to me?

This is impossible.

Seeing that she is only about twenty years old, when has the Xianwu Realm become so worthless? "

Even after killing Pang Yun, he didn't believe that Xiaoqing was a martial artist in the Immortal Martial Realm.

If it is, then he will lose face too.

He is already a 60-year-old old man, and he has finally reached the fifth level of the Immortal Martial Realm.

Xiaoqing seems to have reached the Immortal Martial Realm when she was around twenty?

This is not very good for the heart of the elderly, it is too stimulating.

"Old Piff, your little Jiujiuzhen still understands.

Either you attack me today, or get out, or I will throw you directly into the imperial city.

I would rather have a look.

How unrestrained is the appearance of a huge man falling from the sky. "

Ye Motian shouted at the top.

Pang Yun's face was very ugly.

One Xiang Yu, one Xiaoqing.

There is even that little master Liu Angxing!

Even if the strength of these people is not as good as him, it makes him jealous.

If you can become the subordinate of the second prince, it will be very easy to fight for the throne in the future.

But now, these people are all loyal to Ye Motian.

This Ye Motian is simply a rascal, what charm is there?

Can make these guys so loyal.

Even the beautiful snake trio betrayed Bai Guifei?

Pang Yun's face was really ugly right now.

Originally wanted to pretend to be forced to leave.

But now it seems that I can't do it anymore.

The opponent is too strong, and he feels that if he is really good at it, the final result may become a rotten fish.

How to do?

Still haven't figured out what to do, suddenly a green shadow has arrived in front of him.

Pang Yun was taken aback and ran away frantically.

At that moment, it seemed to have grown wings.

Like a mouse, he found the trail of the cat, and his desire to survive is too strong to imagine.

The collision of breath is over.

Xiaoqing was obviously a little impatient.

"Old Piff, my husband didn't trouble you, but you came to trouble him.

It's simply unreasonable.

If I don't give you a bit of color today, see, you are not going to heaven! "

Xiaoqing was in the air, like a fairy.

The cyan clothes fluttered in the wind.

The beautiful face even made Ye Motian fall into obsession again.

Far away, the imperial city was also a sensation.

It is said that I saw the fairy daughter in broad daylight.

"Xiaoqing, make a quick decision, someone is coming!"

Xiang Yu told Ye Motian that a master in the imperial city was moving here.

Ye Motian didn't plan to kill Pang Yun anyway.

Just to give a lesson.

He said to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing nodded and looked at Pang Yun: "Old Piff, remember today's lesson.

Some people, you can't afford it! "

Hearing this, Pang Yun also exploded.

At any rate, the old man was also a strong man in the Immortal Martial Realm of the Lion and Camel Nation, and he was actually despised by a little girl.

This is going to be spread out, in what manner?

So Zhenyuan was urged to have a head-on collision with Xiaoqing.

Ye Motian showed a disdainful smile.

This old thing is dying!

Xiaoqing's mouth raised a light smile, contemptuous and disdainful.

Pang Yun was completely ignored.

Although her cultivation base was only one level higher than Pang Yun.

But don't forget, she is a monster!

The monster race is born with a stronger bloodline power than human beings.

It's just that cultivation isn't as powerful as human beings.

Not to mention a higher realm, even at the same realm, Xiao Qing is sure to defeat Pang Yun.

A green long sword appeared in his hand.

Xiaoqing cut out with a sword.

As if a cyan thunderbolt burst in the void.

Pang Yun looked solemn.

The hands are in the shape of the sky.

Then it hit out loudly.

The palm wind is fierce, like thunder.

Click!

That violent palm wind couldn't stand the blow of the blue sword light unexpectedly.

Fragmented on the spot.

The remaining sword light continued to blow down.

Take off Pang Yun's arm entirely.

Pang Yun let out a miserable cry of pain and fell to the ground.

The old thing looked at Xiaoqing in the sky in horror.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

The originally gray hair turned white in an instant.

Nima, this is not a magic trick, the hair is really white.

It seemed that this blow was not light to Pang Yun.

Ye Motian was quite emotional.

Since Xiaoqing followed him, because there are too many masters around him, he basically didn't make any more shots.

I have never used a sword.

Today's sword made Ye Motian see her demeanor.

The power of this sword, it is estimated that even if the Eightfold Martial Artist of the Xianwu Realm encounters Xiaoqing, he will be afraid of three points.

Pang Yun clutched his arms, his face pale to the extreme.

The fairy martial artist who followed him hurried to his side.

His face was full of panic and shock.

Xiaoqing put away the long sword.

Looking at Pang Yun coldly, he said, "Old Piff, today's sword, which only breaks your arm, is a lesson for you.

If you meet our Majesty in the future, it's best to walk around!

roll! "

"Have you heard? Qing'er told you to roll, and if you meet again next time, it won't be a matter of one arm.

Heads have to move! "

Ye Motian said with a smile ~www.wuxiahere.com~Today, Xiaoqing and Xiang Yu were all pretending to be forced, but he didn't care.

They are all from their own family, who pretend to be the same.

"go!"

Pang Yun didn't talk nonsense. He knew Ye Motian's temper. At this time, he could think of the result of nonsense.

If Ye Motian was annoyed by any chance, it would really be deadly.

Forcibly resisting the anger in his heart, Pang Yun was helped to break through the air.

And Ye Motian and others also hurriedly left.

A lot of people watching the excitement rushed over from the imperial city.

If it's surrounded, it's not so good.

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